The Path Toward Heaven

The normal form of Chengtian swordsmanship is naturally difficult to learn.

With A Piao's talent, he has to study for years to master it.

But it is not too difficult for those who are in heaven to master.

The key is secret.

Except for those who have been in charge of Qingshan, no one knows this style of swordsmanship.

If other people have mastered the method of making everything with one sword, how can the head of Qingshan sit still?

Unexpectedly, the real people of Taiping actually passed on this style of sword to A Piao.

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Deep in Sword Prison.

The end of that deep passage.

Xueji wrapped her quilt and squatted on a bamboo chair, looking at the fake snow mountain ice peaks on the fake window, as if she would not look tired for tens of thousands of years.

Suddenly she turned around and looked in the direction of Tian Guangfeng. There was a flash of light in her black eyes, howling twice, full of contempt and mockery.

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Deep south.

A deserted mountain temple.

The blue bird landed on the branch, looked at some familiar gods in the temple, slightly tilted his head, and was a little confused.

The next moment, it landed on the ground, using its claws to move the floating earth, and covered the exposed corner of Qingtianjian again.

Suddenly wondering what was being sensed, it turned around and looked in the direction of Qingshan, gurgling twice, still full of doubts.

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No matter howling or cooing, it's all called.

The normal form of Chengtian Sword Technique is like a magic weapon that can recognize people and swallow the soul. It calls you, do you dare to respond?

Tianguang Peak was quiet, and everyone was waiting for Jing Jiu's decision.

Jing Jiu sat on the chair, touching the white cat's back slowly and steadily with his right hand, without speaking.

If he is a real person from Jingyang, he can take Cheng Tianjian out and let Apiao prove his identity.

Why didn't he stand up to this point? You must know that the longer you drag, the more likely you are to be suspicious.

"Cheng Tianjian is the holy thing in the head of Qingshan, how can I give it to you, the underworld demon?"

Zhao Layue said indifferently.

How could Taiping real people not count this sentence?

A Piao looked at her and said, "If you don't believe me, I can teach normalized Yuanshi Whale Brother and let him try it."

No one doesn't believe in the virtues of Yuanqi Whale. He and Taiping have already turned their heads on each other, and he is the Qingshan swordman who is best suited to do this.

At this point, the real people of Taiping blocked all retreats of Jingjiu.

Those thunders in the sky had long since stopped, the peak of Tianguang Peak was silent, and even the yawning sound of the white cat was so clear.

Time passed slowly, and the atmosphere became more dignified and more tense.

Disciples of Qingshan, such as Guo Nanshan, became more and more heavy, and even Lei Yijing and Qi Songshan began to feel blank.

Jing Jiu still did not speak, nor did he take out Chengtian's scabbard.

Zhao Layue looked at his back, his eyes were a bit bleak, and he thought about how to let Yuan Qi whale hold it for the time being, why should he bet with Taiping real people?

Yes, there are at least 1,300 monks present, but only she knows Jing Jiu's thoughts.

Those who do not know Jing Jiu's thoughts naturally have other thoughts.

In their opinion, Jing Jiu was afraid to take out the scabbard of Chengtian, which showed that he was the sword of everything.

The emotions that fell into his sight gradually faded.

From trust to suspicion, from calm to pain, from doubt to pride, from daze to disgust.

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"No wonder you were so genius as a kid ..."

At that time, Lu Shi, a disciple of Shang Defeng, who led Jing Jiu and Liu to ten years old to Nansongting, thought with some pain.

"You were so lazy but proud at that time, because you were the demon sword?"

Tian Guangfeng's disciple Lin Wuzhi, who was taking good care of Jing Jiu by the Xijian Creek, thought with a little suspicion.

"It's no wonder that when Qingshan tried his sword, he could cross the border and defeat Nanshan's sword. How could there be any congenital invisible sword body? It turns out that you are a sword demon!"

Lord Yun Xingfeng looked at these years of things, hating to think.

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Plane Zong is on the gimbal.

Secretly looking at the peak of Tianguang, looking at Jing Jiu still sitting in the chair, his expression was very tense.

Her hands dropped to her side, clenched into fists, and she kept shouting in her heart: Take it out! Take it out!

In the wheelchair in front of her, the Suspended Bell Master Chen Xueshao was very calm, and her beautiful eyebrows were even lazy, and she said with some regrets: "It turned out to be a sword demon ... no wonder she was so beautiful."

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Among the more than a thousand practitioners present, there was another person who had a similar response to Chen Xueshao.

Master Yushan held her hands in front of her, looking at Jing Jiu not far away, her bright eyes flashed, like stars in the night sky.

Her expression was a little embarrassed. I wondered that the head teacher was actually a sword demon. No wonder it was so beautiful.

Just then, a tall figure blocked her sight.

She was anxious, and wanted to let the other side give way. Suddenly she found out that it was Shi Shi. She stuck out her tongue and backed away.

Accompanied by light snow, Yuanqi Whale landed on the top of Tianguang Peak.

He glanced at Aipiao, Fang Jingtian, and Yan Jingjiu, and remained silent for a long time.

The wind and snow were not diseased, floating like catkins, making people feel a little bit flustered and a little bit upset.

When everyone felt a little nervous, he suddenly said with emotion: "Even if he is one thing, what can he do?"

People who did not know the secret history of Qingshan Sect were uproar.

Even those ordinary Aoyama disciples are the same, and do not understand why the lawyer Jian Bo, who has always been serious and upright, said so.

If Jing Jiu is truly a sword of heaven, it should of course be captured or even killed.

The peak masters of Qingshan Sect and some senior elders remained silent.

Because they all know what a sword of all things means to Aoyama Sect.

Countless years ago, a demon sword appeared in the southern part of the Chaotian continent, and the heavens and the earth gave rise to induction, the spiritual veins gathered, and they peaked.

The Jianjian between the peaks is self-supporting, and the Feijian is continuously produced. This is the current Yunxing Peak.

The ancestor of Kaipai got this demon sword, and realized the true meaning of Kendo and created the Aoyama Sect.

Without the sword of everything, there is no Castle Peak.

This is a statement in a practical sense, and a statement in a spiritual sense.

"You are wrong, because he is a sword demon, not a sword spirit."

A Piao's voice echoed at the peak of Tianguang, calm and firm.

Many people, especially those who used to be familiar with the real people of Taiping, such as Yuan Riding Whale and Fang Jingtian, had an illusion at this moment.

The boy in the blue suit floating in the air was not an imperial son from the underworld, nor was it a letter, but the real person who wrote the letter.

Some people even seem to see a huge figure of immortal behind A Piao.

A Piao came to the front of the house, looking down at Jing Jiu, and said three words.

"If you are the true spirit of a sword with all things, of course you deserve to be enshrined by the Aoyama Sect Bandai."

"But when Jingyang Zhenren took you up, you suddenly became greedy and took away his spirit for his own use."

"You killed him, you ate him, and of course you are a monster."

Cheng's expression changed slightly, thinking that if this was the case, then even the sword of all things would be terrible.

The coldness in Fuwang's eyes was deep.

Only Nan Wang still looked at the distance, with a look of indifference, not knowing what he was thinking.

A Piao looked at Jing Jiu and continued, "Not to mention, after you deceived the head of Qingshan, you colluded with the Underworld and attempted to establish the Emperor. Why did those underworld priests die in the Cold Mountain? Are there any transactions between them? These are what I have seen with my own eyes. Do you need evidence? "

Hearing this sentence, Bu Qiuxiao turned to look at Liu ten years old and said, "You are not allowed to move later."

Bai Zhenren thought that this was really the real life of Taiping, just like the Qingshan Sect was about to destroy the Xihai Sword School, he went to Xihai and used himself as a target.

This time he was going to destroy Jingyang or one thing, using a similar method, but he did not know why the blue boy in the underworld would be willing to do so.

Jing Jiu also wanted to know the answer, and asked Ayao, "What did that person promise you?"

If A Piao doesn't show up today, he will become his disciple tomorrow.

In a few more decades or decades, he will be able to obtain the Seal of the Emperor and become the ruler of the Underworld.

What kind of conditions does the Taiping real person give that he can not even do the Pluto?

"The teacher treats me well."

A Piao said: "And he promised to take me to practice in the world, so that I would not go back."

This condition looks simple, even ridiculous, but you can know what it means by so careful a taste.

For people in the underworld, coming to the heavenly continent is like flying.

You can just ask a practitioner on the rising continent how to choose between Ascension and Emperor God, and everyone will choose the former without hesitation.

"So it is."

Jing Jiu said nothing more.

As far as understanding of the underworld is concerned, he is indeed inferior to that person, and it is normal to miss this link.

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By this time, the situation had gradually become clear.

Most people have believed Fang Jingtian's words.

Jing Jiu was not the reincarnation of Jingyang, but the sword demon who captured Jingyang's real soul.

The atmosphere between the courts became extremely tense.

The strong factions on the Yuntai looked serious.

The elders and disciples of Qingshan Zhufeng looked at Jing Jiu in the chair, and their eyes were full of vigilance. Some people even called out Feijian and were always ready to launch an attack.

Suddenly there was a dark cloud in the sky, covering the sun, and then raindrops fell. Somehow it passed through the large mountain array and fell to the cliff.

It is not the tenderness of spring rain, but the storm.

"The real person wants to ask, you have always been living in Jingyang, and now you are colluding with the underworld, the people are betrayed, and they will be suppressed into the sword prison when they see it."

A Piao looked at Jing Jiu and asked.

Each paragraph in this sentence is a story, and you can add a word.

That's what Taiping real people once experienced.

Jing Jiu said: "There is no feeling, because these things that happened to him will never happen to me."

"Live people have one last question."

A Piao said: "Maybe you think you are a real person in Jingyang until now, but have you ever thought that maybe you have forgotten ... you are actually one of everything?

This question is the real sword of heart. If a person loses his own memory and obtains a new and complete memory, and then considers himself to be that person, only to find out in the end that all this is false. What kind of helplessness and sadness should that be?

All the practitioners who heard this question were silent.

Yeah, this is also a possibility.

Maybe when Jing Jiu woke up, he had already inherited the memory of Jingyang's real person, and thus determined that he was the real person of Jingyang.

If so, what is wrong with him?

Many Aoyama disciples and other practitioners think so.

For example, Cheng Youtian, Meili, Lin Wuzhi, and Shui Yuezhen Zhen Tao, and others, they looked at Jing Jiu, who was sitting alone in the chair, and suddenly had a lot of sympathy.

Bai Zhenren raised his eyebrows a little. If he didn't understand that Taiping really looked at him, he would have to put Jing Jiuguan into the sword prison, and he won a great victory. Why did he ask this sentence?

"Maybe someone thinks he wants to find a way for me ... No, he just used to want to win on the last truth."

Jing Jiu said, "He wants me to have self-doubt and thinks that he is really one of everything. Only then can he be considered a winner."

A Piao was silent for a while and said, "But you really don't know who you are, at least you can't prove it."

who am I?

This is an extremely simple question to listen to.

But if you think more, it will make many people fear, like an abyss.

Who am I?

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I was born in Chaoge City, it was a lunar month, and snow was falling in the sky.

I am a natural by nature. I have been gifted since I was young. I never play the piano to paint, but just read and prepare to practice.

I was brought into Qingshan when I was very young, and to this day, I am already the Lord of God's End.

This is Zhao Layue.

But if one day, I meet a young girl with messy short hair and black and white eyes. She insists that she is Zhao Layue and has exactly the same looks and memories. So how can I prove that I am the real Zhao Layue? How to convince her that she is not Zhao Layue?

Still, the concept of Zhao Layue wasn't originally me, or it could be separated from me at any time.

Just Chaoge City, Snowflake, Season, Talent, Appearance, Body, Preference ...

If one day I lose all my memories of Zhao Layue, am I not Zhao Layue?

Who would I be then?

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"This is indeed a difficult problem ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Zhao Layue was pulled back from the contemplative voice by a light voice, only to find that Jing Jiu was looking at himself.

She shook her head slightly, indicating that she had no problems.

Jing Jiu looked at the practitioners in the mountains and said, "But as a practitioner, we must first solve this problem."

Zenzi reached for a wild flower in the clouds and looked at him seriously and said, "So who are you?"

Jing Jiu said, "I am the direction of all my cause and effect."

Zenzi smiled and said, "Sure enough, my teacher."

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(Marx: Human nature is the sum of all social relations)